 | William Cowper - 1801 - 280 страница
...the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might. — But no — what here we call our lite is such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much,...Albion's coast, (The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile,.... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 310 страница
...Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart....the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might.... But no.....Albion's coast (The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 страница
...desired, perhaps I might. — ! But no — what here we call our life is such, J So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. 142 ON THE RECEIPT OF, Sec. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 300 страница
...them, would I wish them here? . I would not trust my heart— the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.— But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 страница
...them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. — But no- — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much* That I should ill requite thee to constrain . Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - 338 страница
...hring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight' Seems so to he desir'd, perhaps I might.— But no — what here we call our life is such, ' ' So little to he lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain .' ' Thy unhound spirit into... | |
 | Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 страница
...appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ! I would not trust my heart—the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might. But no !—What...Albion's coast, (The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross'd,) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile,... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 страница
...appear, Miifhtone wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart— the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might. — But no— what here we call our life Js such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 404 страница
...Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might. — But no...is such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, YOI,. II. T That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 494 страница
...wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart— the dear delight Seems so lo be desir'd, perhaps I might. — But no — what here...is such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, 4 That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant... | |
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Would'st softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile) — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might. 
